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Chapter 113: A New Journey

() Li Huo didn’t know what Kasha was thinking, and he never expected that Kasha’s intuition was so terrifying that he could detect any difference between him and the aborigines.

He took the customs clearance certificate and returned to Angela's home. The two of them still had a lot of things to do. For example, how to deal with Angela's cabin was something they needed to consider.

Although this house did not bring very good memories to Angela, she was not willing to sell the house, so Li Huo asked Drance for help and hired an ordinary woman to clean the house regularly.

In a hut, Li Huo took out a huge amount of money as the woman's salary. After all, he didn't know when he and Angela would come back here again.

Finally, after settling everything, the two waited for the arrival of the caravan that could lead them to Lugaoin.

A few days later, the caravan finally arrived at Rogge Camp. The long convoy and the full load of goods once again plunged the entire Rogge Camp into a carnival-like festival-like atmosphere.

Warev is a short but quite strong man. He wears a blue jacket, gray trousers, and a somewhat exaggerated felt iron hat. He has a big smile on his face and a

The appearance of harmony and wealth.

In the game, Warev's role is to send players to Lugoin, but here, Warev is a big businessman. He is responsible for transporting the goods from Rogge's camp to Lugoin and delivering Lugoin's goods.

Special goods are transported to Rogge Camp for sale.

For businessmen, it is very easy to make money by reselling special goods. As a figure with an official background, Warev naturally has a very large business. Even though he looks unattractive and his clothes are very ordinary, he is able to

A figure in high-level exchanges between Rogge Camp and Lu Gaoyin.

When Li Huo and Angela rushed to the caravan, they saw a familiar figure standing in front of them. He was such an obvious figure that people passing by cast their eyes on him.

"Hey, Lord Diarra, where are you going?" Li Huo greeted the tall and burly man in front of him.

"Haha, it's Li Huo. This time I received an order to go to Lu Gaoyin for business. However, the matter is not urgent. It would be a waste if we use the teleportation array, so we plan to go to Lu Gaoyin with Warev's caravan.

"Gao Yin." Diarra smiled boldly, turned his head and glanced at the pretty woman beside him, Meiko, with tenderness and sweetness in his eyes.

"Oh, it's like this. With Lord Diarra joining us, I think this journey should be quite stable." Li Huo complimented Diala a little, being able to have a legendary level professional in the second world.

Guard, as long as the fallen don't move on a large scale, there should be no problem with this trip.

If the Fallen want to operate on a large scale, they cannot easily hide it from the sight of the Human Alliance, so they are considered safe on this trip.

"Hehe, my strength is not as strong as you think. If there are a huge number of fallen people, I might not be able to do anything by myself." Diarra smiled naively, touched the back of his head, and shook his head.

"Well, I'll go and give the customs clearance certificate to Warev first, and then we'll chat slowly." Li Huo saw that Warev was about to set off and hurriedly stopped the conversation with Diarra.

"Go quickly." Diarra nodded understandingly.

Li Huo walked quickly to Warev, said hello to him, and handed him the customs clearance certificate given by Akara. After Warev checked it, he signaled to Li Huo that he could join the convoy. At this point, Li Huo and

Angela officially began to leave Rogge camp.

The long convoy was loaded with goods unique to the Rogge camp, and slowly set off on the road. Li Huo and Angela sat in the car, chatting with Diarra and Meiko, and used to chat to pass the time.

A long journey.

The convoy passed through green grasslands, through dense forests, and through towering mountains. After spending several months, it finally entered Lugoin's territory, the Aranok Desert.

The Aranok Desert is surrounded by the Alps (the ancient name was Taymor Mountains, because after the invasion of Hell, people did not want to use this unlucky name, so they changed the name) and the Twin Seas. It is located in the western continent of the Dark World.

To the east, there are only endless stretches of undulating sand dunes in the vast desert, which make a rustling sound when pedestrians step on them. There are almost no plants and animals in the desert, and as for the legendary oasis, it is even harder to see.

If an ordinary person entered this seemingly endless desert, he would probably die easily.

However, this is not a problem that is difficult to solve for professionals. Professionals with inventory space can carry a large number of items without having to worry about lack of water and food.

In fact, judging from the map, after the professionals killed Andariel, they could directly cross the Alps from the monastery and reach the Aranok Desert.

But firstly, the professionals don’t know the route at all, and it’s difficult to reach Lugaoyin with just a map; secondly, only a few professionals are going to cross the desert, not to mention the low level of safety, and the depressing days are also quite difficult.

.

But following the convoy to Lugaoyin is different. There are hundreds of people in the convoy, and everyone can chat, play chess, cards and other entertainment activities at will. It is really boring, and they can also have a bonfire party or something at night, ri

It's definitely not boring.

The Aranok Desert is sometimes quiet, so quiet that it is suffocating. Very occasionally, a whirlwind rolls up a column of yellow sand and floats into the sky, creating an inexplicable atmosphere of silence. Sometimes the wind blows, flying sand and rocks, and the momentum

It seems to be wiping out the entire natural world under its majesty, which is terrifying and helpless. The entire desert is like a primitive wilderness, desolate and lifeless. However, there is a plant called Immortal Grass. In order to find water, they

, piercing its roots deeply into the depths of the gravel. This unspectacular plant has very narrow branches and leaves, withered and yellow, but it raises its head high and glares at the wasteland, showing no sign of compromise or begging for charity.

The vast desert, the dead sea of ​​sand. Mighty, quiet, and with a straight face, it always gives you a monotonous color: yellow, yellow, always hot yellow. It is as if nature has turned the raging waves here.

The waves, the raging waves of emptying, solidified in an instant, making them remain motionless forever.

Along the way, Li Huo and the others encountered many deserts ravaged by storms. It was a scene that was as devastating as the heaven and earth. The whole sky was extremely dark, the strong wind blew, and the yellow sand danced with it, turning the whole sky into a raging yellow sand.

The stage, the rolling yellow sand, followed the strong wind, the dunes moved, and the sky and the earth seemed to be moving. In this way, a season of wind and sand changed the terrain of the desert, but the restless sand and dust, with the wind that refused to weaken, kept moving towards the sea

Floating away, that's what we call a sandstorm.

At this moment, the professionals have to take action. The professionals put the goods in the convoy and the vehicles into the inventory, and then surround the ordinary people and the animals pulling the carts, stimulating various defense skills to resist the sand storm.

attack.

And Diarra was even more conspicuous at this moment. He kept breaking through the thick yellow tornadoes, preventing them from sweeping away the ordinary people in these convoys. The scene of fighting against the power of heaven and earth made Li Huo think about the future.

I can’t wait to see my powerful skills.

After it calmed down, Li Huo learned through chatting with Diarra that if the convoy was following the legendary Druid who specializes in wind skills, these sandstorms would not have happened at all. The powerful wind virtue has reached a certain level that can change the situation.

The degree of weather within the range.

After this ordeal, a bard in the convoy couldn't help but improvise a beautiful prose with emotion.

The barren land, the cold and merciless land is the desert of suffering, the desert of breathing! I once looked at you, the white quicksand like the water, reflecting the quenching blue sky, lingering like the sea. But in that blue sky,

Why are there drifting fishing boats and splendid palaces in that flowing mirage? Are you, this desperate wilderness, fantasizing and praying? All the scenery is tumbling, screaming, bending, and the decaying air makes people feel sad.

Gagging.

I saw that in the slanting light of the morning sun, the deep water of imagination burned into the blood red of roses.

I saw howling winds and flying sand and rocks on the horizon. Oasis was like a ship that had been hit by a storm and was unable to panic - and then was swept by the strong wind and capsized.

I saw the streets of small villages and tombs made of yellow sand standing next to each other, the skinny palm trees and even skinnier men naked and curled up, hiding humbly in the darkness.

I saw that on the desolate sand road, the white bones of camels covered the field. Under the collapsed sand dunes, there were human bones and property arranged like an ancient battlefield. The corpses were rotting and covered with flies, exuding this stench.

Oh! I also saw a different kind of dusk: the cold wind, and there was no sound except the screams of insects.

In the vast wilderness of yellow sand, the earth was cracked and weathered. The source water was afraid that it would be cracked and scorched before it could be dedicated, so it fled frantically from every crack, dismantling the earth beyond recognition. Unfortunately, even if it rained heavily, the earth could not save it.

Every trace of it is still dry and hopeless.

In the vast wilderness of yellow sand, there is only the struggle between wind and fire, and life is extinct. Pyramid-like sand dunes are wiped out in the burning flames.

In the vast wilderness of yellow sand, the footprints of mankind for thousands of years are reflected and destroyed in the quicksand.

The vast wilderness of yellow sand, that dusk, my soul, what did you see?

Insects are flying, water is rushing, and rushes are growing brightly in the empty life of the white bones of the long-collapsed sand dunes.



Li Huo actually found it a bit strange. It took the entire convoy several months to pass through this road and reach Lugaoyin. In this way, it is estimated that it can only go back and forth once or twice a year. So every time it passes through Andalil,

Guan, there should be quite a lot of professionals joining the team, but Li Huo found that there were only three teams of professionals in the entire team, which was somewhat inconsistent with the facts.

After encountering a convoy heading to Rogge Camp along the way, he learned that theirs was not the only convoy heading to Lugaoin. There was a convoy coming from Rogge Camp and Lugaoin every month.

Because of the departure, I went back and forth on both sides.

After several months, the desert gradually turned into Gobi. After walking for a while, they finally saw the magnificent desert city on the horizon - Lugaoyin!


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